'And what makes you think so, sir?' asked the landlord.
'Well, his eyes look so odd, and he fumbled about so after the tankard.'
'Yes, sir? Why, don't you know he is blind?'
'Blind!' echoed the stranger; 'impossible!'
'Yes, sir, as blind as a bat.'
'Blind!' repeated the gentleman again. 'Call him back. I should like to speak to him,' and as Jack entered he exclaimed:
'My friend, is it really true that you are blind?'
'It is indeed, sir. I lost my sight when I was six years old.'
'Had I known that, I would not have ventured with you for a hundred pounds.'
'And I, sir, would not have lost my way for a thousand,' answered Jack with a laugh, as he pocketed the two guineas held out to him.